Nangong is unparalleled for such arrogance and domineering, and the remaining fifty faces are particularly ugly.

It would be too unwilling to leave. If they stayed, they would die. Does

go or stay?

For a while, Cao Feiyu and others were caught in a tangle.

"Give you ten breathing times and never leave, kill or kill!"

The murderous voice of Nangong sounded again. At the same time, the black armour soldiers behind her pulled up their long bows and locked everyone, including Song Yan.

This bow is also a great treasure. Just now, a single arrow killed a master in the middle of his life. Although there is a suspicion...